Ah, and we're back! At last! Went down as I was typing this last night:
Okay, so in my Provarrogance*, I went to work today with no backup, just threw a newly coiled and wicked KFL on the ole 'vari and headed off to work, never a thought in my head that my trusty setup would let me down. And the Provari did not....the topper, however, somehow developed a short or something between the time I built it last night and when I left for work. Discovered this about 10 minutes into my 1/2 hour commute. Panic ensues. No backup, a 10 hour shift about to start. I swing into 7-11 in a tizzy and snatch up an njoy disposable. Tear it open like a man coming out of the desert trying to get into a canteen (I've been without a vape for all of 20 minutes at this point). The useless thing doesn't even last till I get to work, let alone get me through the shift. Argggg. The only other vaper on today was only on a lunch shift, but she graciously let me have a couple pulls on her Evod/Ego setup before she jets. Fast forward 8 hours. I'm making drinks feverishly, glaring around like a madman, just irritated and irritating and generally unpleasant to be around. I finally cave. Haven't had a cigarette since early June, but tonight I caved. Bummed a smoke, went out back, both dreading and soooooo looking forward to it. I never really wanted to quit, but I have a heart issue and was told in no uncertain terms that I must, so I did. I was, deep down, really glad to have an excuse to have one.
And I tell you, I'm grateful that I did. Because I'll tell you what, that smoke was unbelievably disappointing. If I was to rate it like a juice, the "vapor" was lacking, way less smoke in a drag than I get in vapor from my PV. The throat hit was good, but the flavor was just awful. That one cigarette revealed to me that I am no longer a smoker. When I was done with it, I wasn't satisfied, because I didn't get my fix. What I really wanted was a vape, and the cigarette didn't make that go away. Sure, the nic craving eased off and I got through the shift, but I wasn't happy till I got home, screwed on the Russian and had me some Grumpy's Hooch.
So what could be considered a set back, to me, was really the last nail in the coffin of my life as a smoker. I really do no longer have any desire for a cigarette. And I will for damned sure never be caught out without backup again, because I be a cranky bear when I can't vape. Anyways, thought I'd share my little breakthrough with my Provarinati friends.
*Provarrogance: the feeling of invincible superiority imparted by owning a Provari that makes you forget your topper isn't as infallible as your Provari.
I didn't even take mine to work today. I had an off site board meeting all day with big wig hospital folks so I was stuck. ALL.DAY.LONG.
